Month: March 2014

For my mother “When you’re young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You’re your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too—leave them behind. You don’t yet know about the habit they have, … More The House of My Spirit

Richard Newman: Get Well Soon The older you get, the more fragile you understand life to be. I think that’s good motivation for getting out of bed joyfully each day. ~ Julia Roberts Read More Fairy Tales I read the news with extreme caution, as anyone who regularly reads my blog knows. No point in ingesting … More Spring Awakening

He cut me off at the knees. I was hoping for rescue, resuscitation, relief. Instead, same-old, same-old. The pattern repeated.

Or so I thought at the time.

But the truth of the matter is, I picked myself up, dusted myself off, and started the soul-work needed to forge a new life. I quit waiting. I rode in on my own white horse and picked up the pieces. I built a handmade life I am proud of — attached or unattached — a life that has me at the center, not on the periphery.

“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not … More My Skin Horse